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With child or not, she still weighs next to nothing as I lift her up and carry her from our spot on the floor over to my deep-seated couch. I climb in over her, keeping our lips together and tasting every piece of her mouth I can find.
She tastes like sweet strawberries and chocolate, and seeing as we haven’t eaten any, it’s the biggest mystery of my life. One I’d happily die trying to solve.
I’m determined to take my time—to take the time we didn’t take before we had sex the first time.
Tonight, I’m going to take every moment I have, learning the art of kissing her. When we have sex the next time, I’m going to make sure I know her so damn well, it’ll be the best sex anyone’s ever had and then some. I only have one time to beat for her, but I swear to God, I’m going to make sure, if she stays with me, not sampling her possible other options will be more than worth it.
I want to be the only damn item on the menu at Rocky’s buffet of hot sex and orgasms.
The very early and sex-y morning of August 16th, 3:15 a.m.
Harrison
I could eat out at this restaurant for the rest of my life.
She’s sweet, spicy, and a whole lot erotic, and I’ve never been as turned on by a woman as I am by Rocky right now. Her thighs wrap around my shoulders tightly, trapping my face against her pussy as her back bows off the bed.
She’s enjoying herself, greatly, and the fact that she’s allowed me the gift of this little inhibition makes my chest feel warm and cozy.
I swirl my tongue over her clit and suck just as her whole body tightens, seconds away from orgasm, and then lets go, flooding my mouth and my emotions as she shatters over the edge of her climax.
I lap slowly, bringing her down from the brink with a gentle touch and a racing heart.
I’m so hard, I could chop wood with my dick, but I wait for her to come back to herself before taking her without warning. Instead, I move gently to the side of the bed, to my nightstand drawer where I keep the condoms. I pull it open and thumb through the sparse items, only to find I’ve yet to replace the box since I ended my last fling.
Fuck.
I crawl back onto the bed and cradle Rocky’s body in mine as gently as possible, burying my head in her hair.
“Harrison?” she questions. “What are you doing?”
I sigh heavily. “I don’t have any condoms.”
She worries her lip as she turns to face me. “In the whole place?”
I can’t help but laugh. “No condoms. In the whole place.”
“But it’s, like, at least 3,000 square feet. Maybe you should check some other rooms.”
“I like your spirit,” I respond with a mix of a chuckle and a groan. “But I only keep them in that drawer. No squirrel stashes all over the house.”
“Would it make a difference to you if I said I’m on birth control? I mean, I’m completely clean. Like, completely clean. Basically whistle-worthy clean, that’s me.”
For the first time since I found the drawer empty, hope shines on my dick like a beacon. He perks up again, sitting on the edge of his seat.
“Yes. I mean, I’m clean too, haven’t even been with anyone for a while, but I would completely understand if you weren’t comfortable moving forward.”
She crinkles her nose. “I’m confused. Is that a yes or a no?”
“It’s a yes,” I say with a laugh. “With a couple of contingencies added on for your benefit.”
“I want you,” she whispers.
Holy fuck. Yes. My dick is running out of the locker room, already suited up and ready to charge the fucking field.
“I want you too, Rock,” I whisper back and shut my eyes briefly, desperately trying to get my bearings before I move this forward too fast. “God, you have no idea how much I want.” I open my eyes again and lock them with hers. “But I need you to be explicit. Are you saying you’re okay with this?”
“Yes.”
From the dumps of complete despair to the top of Triumph Hill, I have to stop myself from pumping my fist in the air. Thank God for birth control and the modern woman.
Determined to be patient despite my inner celebration, I move away from Rocky’s back enough to roll her over onto it and line the length of her body with my own. Her perfect breasts stand at attention, and I pay them the respect they deserve. First with my fingers, and then with my mouth, closing over the nipple of each one with a warm, wet seal.
She moans into the room, her hair fanning perfectly across the top of my pillow as her head rolls back with pleasure.
